Personally I love this chapter. Why? It's because of what happens at the end!

Tanoshimu!

Britt sat down on the edge of the big fountain. In the day, most students hung around the fountain so it was a pretty popular place. Some people threw money in the fountain since a part of it was like a wishing well. But tonight there was no-one there but Britt, alone with her tears.

How could I be so stupid? How silly of me... Francis would never stay with me. He barely even knows me. I must have been out of my mind.

"Any reasons for ze small scene you just pulled off?" Asked a voice.

Britt turned around, teary eyed. It was Francis. He was smiling at her and so he approached her slowly. Francis sat down beside her on the edge of the fountain, pulled her face towards him and pulled out a handkerchief for her and began dabbing away at her tears.

"Come now, what are you so upset about?" He asked.

Britt turned away but Francis simply pulled her back again and stared into her enchanting green eyes. She couldn't resist his charms, so she told him what was wrong.

"I was stupid." She told him. "I thought that you might actually like me, but you're Francis Bonnefoy, the man who never has a long term relationship."

"It is quite rare yes... I 'ave found zat in zis school, I 'ave never loved anyone truly... Until now."

"Huh?" Britt asked.

"Tell me, when was it zat you fell in love with me?" He asked.

"Well... It was quite a while ago, but I still remember it clearly..." Britt began.

A few months ago...

"Come on Britt, focus." She muttered to herself.

She paced around, unable to get the thoughts of one particular person out of her mind. She was never this way, but that person made her like this. She really felt as if it had to stop, for she knew it would never work out.

Then all of a sudden, someone turned the corner and as they did, they leaned on the wall corner casually while also folding their arms and staring straight into the young British girl's eyes.

"Ah what do we 'ave 'ere? If I'm not mistaken: Mademoiselle Kirkland in all her glory."

It was Francis Bonnefoy of the infamous Bad Touch Trio. It was odd to see him without the other members or rather, a girl or two attached to his arm but Britt didn't care about that. What she did care about, was that Francis was hitting on her and that she wouldn't tolerate.

"Get lost froggy." Britt growled.

"I'll be lost in your beautiful eyes, that's for sure." Francis smirked.

"Do you want me to strangle you to death?" Britt snapped.

"Now now, don't be so 'arsh. Tell me what is wrong."

"You wouldn't care anyway."

"Try me."

"Well... I'm just having trouble getting over a crush. It's not meant to be so I should just move on but it's easier said than done."

"Hm... Well I wish you ze best of luck zen."

"Huh?"

Britt looked up at Francis to see him smiling. It wasn't suggestive or flirty, just a genuine smile- something very rare for Francis. Britt's cheeks had a slight trace of red on them and Francis could see this quite clearly. Then, adding with a smirk, he said:

"And if you can't get over it, you know I'll always be right around ze corner."

He obviously meant this literally for a second after he was done speaking, he turned back and retreated down the corridor that he had just come from. Britt walked over and looked at him as he walked away, only to see him stop and turn back round to wink at her in a flirty way.

Then the tinge of red erupted all across Britt's cheeks and she turned away, throwing her fringe in front of her face. When she turned back, Francis had gone and she was just stood there, left staring in the direction that Francis had just left.

"When you smiled at me, it sent chills all the way through my body and, though I had no idea then, that was when my love started." Britt explained.

Britt blushed once more and turned away but Francis simply caught her face with his fingers firm around her chin and turned her to face him.

"You 'ave ze most remarkable green eyes Brittany." Francis complimented.

"O-oh thanks..." Britt stuttered.

"My feelings for you grew slowly." Francis explained. "You see, in class I would always find you staring out of ze window, with zat faraway look in your eyes. It was like you were in another world, one of your own and I desperately longed to break free of zis place and join you."

"I-I looked distant?" Britt asked.

"Oui, very. I came to love zat about you, truly you are ze most beautiful girl I 'ave ever 'ad the fortune to look upon."

"F...Francis..."

The two leaned in with their eyes both slowly closing and letting the sounds of the fountain calmly soothe them into a romantic moment. Because of Francis's party, they had a dim yet romantic lighting and the night was warm so it didn't interrupt the perfect moment.

Then suddenly they both heard a sound that sounded like approaching footsteps. They both snapped their heads up in alarm, wondering who it could be.

"Err Francis what time is it?" Britt asked casually with a hint of panic in her voice.

Francis looked up at the giant clock tower that towered over all in Gakuen Academy before looking back down at Britt with a trace of worry in his eyes.

"After curfew." He whispered.

"Oh no! I've got to get back!" Britt panicked.

"I will walk you zere."

"But what if you get caught?"

"Well I'll probably just be... No wait, I 'ave been in quite a lot of trouble lately. So I might be in a little more trouble than usual."

"It's only the second day!"

"You'd be surprised. Anyway zat doesn't matter: I will still escort you to your dorm."

"I don't want you to get in trouble..."

"Are you sure about zis?"

"Positive. Anyway, I can walk myself back to my own dorm thank you very much!"

"Well alright, but if you 'ave trouble finding your bedroom zen I will be 'appy to assist."

Before Britt could die of embarrassment or whack Francis over the head, he hopped off the fountain side and began a speedy walk to his dorm. He called goodnight to her quietly as he left and she called back before making a desperate dash for her dorm.

Great. I hid in the bushes to avoid detection but now I'm afraid that I don't know where I am! Bugger all, I do wish that they'd just hurry up and stop searching.

Suddenly, the luminous glow from Francis's party vanished within an instant and Britt had to resist the extreme urge to cry out, though whether that was in fear or annoyance she did not know.

Great! So now I have no way of knowing where I am, nor where I am going! That's perfect, just perfect. Uh oh I think someone's coming...

Britt ran away, trying desperately to avoid making any kind of noise. The bushes rustled, making the other people more aware of her presence. She desperately tried to escape, but the more she panicked, the more noise she made.

Then she hit something. Something soft and padded. She felt around the object, realising that it was really soft like clothing. In fact, it was clothing so that meant that she had bumped into someone.

"If you don't mind... Could you stop groping me?"

The voice had scared her and, doing as she had been told she took her hands away and took a step back, falling over a root that was behind her. She looked like a complete mess on the floor but then she looked up, vaguely making out a figure that looked very casual with their hands in their pockets.

"I think there's someone over here!" A voice called.

Darn they've found me! What should I do?

Then the figure, although Britt could only just about see it, took one hand out of their pockets and reached it out to Britt in a helping and caring sort of way that seemed awfully familiar to Britt.

"C'mon, let me help you." The voice whispered.

"Why should I trust a stranger?" Britt snapped.

"Don't you trust me?"

The sounds of approaching footsteps became increasingly louder and Britt felt her body heat up in a panic. She glanced around frantically, desperate for a source of help but the only one she could find was the hand straight in front of her face.

So she took it and the figure pulled her to her feet with such a force that she fell into them. She could feel the comforting warmth once more and the comfy padded clothing.

Suddenly, she felt herself being lifted bridal style by the mysterious figure and then, without warning, they ran off at such a speed that Britt was overwhelmed by the gusts of wind now being blown onto her bare skin.

The journey was short, for a few seconds later she found herself outside of her dorm with the figure standing before her with their hands casually tucked away into their pockets. Now that there was a dim light, Britt could see that it was a man that looked strangely familiar to her. He raised his hand and then tucked it away again as if to say goodbye but as he turned around, Britt called out to him making him stop.

"Wait! Who are you?"

He turned his head and over his shoulder he called:

"I think we both know the answer to that."

And then he left, leaving Britt stunned and loss for words, completely forgetting about Francis.

...Who is it? Nah it's fairly obvious who it is... At least it is to me. Please review, send a PM and if you want then you can check out my new story As Long as We're Brothers set in an AU about England and America. The next chapter may take a while to be uploaded since I'm not in the best of places at the moment but I promise I'll try my very best for you guys!

Sayonara minna-san!

~Neko